It was cold and windy outside, the low hanging clouds looked laden with snow to add to the already snowy city. They where not snowed in yet, but with another couple of inches of snow it might be possible that all the busy activity around him came to a sudden stop if the sky would fulfill it's promise. But he didn't worry about that too much, it was Friday, the weekend lay ahead, and it was Christmas eve. The present he had bought for her was safely tucked in his pocket and he could hardly wait for her to open it in the morning, well, depending how things might go he might even give it to her tonight. Just as he was turning the last corner to get to their apartment it started to snow in big, heavy flakes.
He ran up the stairs, shaking the snow from his hair and coat, and by the time he got to their apartment he was hardly out of breath. Fumbling with the key he let himself in. The place was warm and inviting and it smelled of freshly baked cookies. Smiling he took his jacket off, hung it up in the hallway and walked in the kitchen. There he found her decorating Christmas cookies. She turned around and flashed a brilliant smile at him, not knowing that she had a big smudge of red frosting on the tip of her nose. He laughed, bent over to kiss her deeply on her mouth and with a flick of his tongue licked the tasty frosting of her nose. She started to laugh with him and told him she had a hot bath waiting for him and dinner was on the stove waiting for him when he was clean and warm.
After his bath, they had a quiet dinner and then spend a lazy, comfortable evening, laying on the couch in the living room, watching old movies on TV. Since they both had to work that day they went to bed early and fell asleep snuggled close to each other spoon-fashion. Her head was resting against his back, her arm thrown around him, feeling his chest and before she fell asleep she was placing small kisses on his back. Thinking that tomorrow was Christmas and the surprise he had for her, he slowly drifted off to sleep, a slow smile on his lips.
When she woke up the next morning, he was still asleep and snoring softly. She quietly got out of bed, closed the door behind her and went into the living room the prepare the last of his Christmas gift for him.
About half an hour after she had woken up so did he and was surprised to find her already gone. He had wanted to give her her gift in bed. She was probably in the kitchen preparing breakfast. So he got up, put on his bathrobe, slipped the small box that contained her gift into one of the pockets and went to find her.
Finding the kitchen empty he walked into the living room. When he did he stopped in the doorway, surprised what greeted him sitting in front of the Christmas tree. She was sitting there, with a red camisole on, red sheer stockings and red high heels. A red ribbon was around her slender neck and another red ribbon was in her hair with a small piece of mistletoe tied to it. He thought he was getting a nice present for her, but he had never suspected something like that and she had completely taken him by surprise. His gift for her all but forgotten, he went to her and kissed her deeply. After all she had a mistletoe in her hair and when you are under a mistletoe you are supposed to kiss each other.
He was kneeling in front of her, gently kissing her and breathing in her soft scent. She was in his arms and grinning up to him, slowly he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom to properly open up his Christmas present. He deposited he gently on the bed, standing in front of her and looking down at her, admiring her looks, all in red just for him. Taking his time he peeled the flimsy garment over her head, seeing the red bra and garter belt that held her stockings.
She lay back against the pillows, watching him play with the snaps of her garter belt, slowly rolling the stockings down her shapely legs. He took them off and then threw them carelessly behind him on the floor, where they joined the camisole and the heels he had already taken off. Finally he figured out the snaps and he took the belt of her, looking at her laying in front of him just wearing the red lacy bra and the red silky panties. Slowly he unwrapped the last of his present and she lay in her nacked glory in front of him, her hair fanned out behind her on the pillow, just wearing the satin ribbon around her neck. She looked and him, he was still wearing his bathrobe, so he quickly took it off, just wearing his boxers now but they soon came off too.
He lay down beside her, taking her in his arms, kissing her deeply, letting their tongues play the age old game, licking her lips, gently sucking on them and drawing her tongue out to play with him as well. His hands where playing with her hair, when he found the ribbon with the mistletoe, he took it out and lay it on the nightstand next to him. Slowly he moved down her body, kissing, feeling, licking.
